Pretty.Odd. lyric references to Arthur Rimbaud

Arthur Rimbaud was an openly gay poet. At sixteen, he lived as a vagabond on the streets until the poet Paul Verlaine noticed him. Verlaine was thoroughly astonished by this boy’s talent after having read Le Bateau ivre (The Drunken Boat), and took him home to live with him and his new wife. Though Rimbaud’s social ineptitude and harsh manners forced him to move out, he and Verlaine became lovers. Shortly after the birth of his son, Verlaine left his family to live with Rimbaud. Their infamous affair was erratic and often hostile. After eighteen months living together in three countries, their relationship ended abruptly, following an incident where a drunk and hysterical Verlaine shot Rimbaud in the hand.[x]

Read Rimbaud: [x] [x]


[After encountering the Dementor]: Ginny, who was huddled in her corner looking nearly as bad as Harry felt, gave a small sob. Hermione went over and put a comforting arm around her.


»2 4get her SPECIAL EDITION 2014« by anatol knotek

handmade book, 70 typewriter poems, hardcover, color print, limited edition: 150 books, hand-numbered and signed by the artist, DIN A6 (4.1 x 5.8 inches)

this book is a collection of my concrete and visual poems of the last years, written with my »adler triumph gabriele 10« typewriter. as the subtitle says, it can also be read as a drama in four acts. 

…after »2 4get her« was sold out quickly last year, i decided to republish the book in a slightly new look. i wrote everything with a different typewriter, added 20 poems and rearranged many of them. as the previous version it is completely handmade, but now some poems are printed in color and it has beautiful hardcover. 

you can buy the book with paypal directly here:

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[i also have some other handmade books available at the moment: anachronismwachseinfalling alphabet & rotated alphabet]



Asuna. The pain that burned deep in my chest came back. Asuna, my beloved, my wife, the woman who had stood at the end of the world with me.

Was it a dream? A beautiful illusion I’d witnessed in an artificial world? For a moment, I wasn’t sure. 

No, she was real. We’d laughed together, cried together, fallen asleep together…those things weren’t a dream. Kayaba had said 'Congratulations on beating the game Kirito and Asuna.’ I heard him say her name. If I was included among the players who survived, Asuna must be as well. 

The moment I realized this, my love and overwhelming longing for her exploded within me. I want to see her. I want to touch her hair. I want to kiss her. I want to hear her voice.” (p.244)